"Gongshu city is here!"


    Two strange fish, or according to the official name of gongshuo, the Taimo pishui kylin shuttle stops at the edge of a lake. When Wu Mingshi Shiran walks down, he sees that the lake is located in the middle of a mountain. The sky is not visible in the sky. Only stars like stones are shining and emitting fluorescence.


    On the edge of the small lake, there is also a road built, leading to a nearby building. There are sculptures glaring on both sides of the road.


    Of course, when foreign enemies invade, these are not just sculptures.


    "Welcome to Gongshu city!"


    Next to the strange fish opened, a young man who looked like twenty or thirty climbed out with a smile on his face.


    Obviously, he is not afraid of Wu Ming.


    I just heard him introduce himself: "I''m Gongshu he, in charge of the water divider. Thank you for bringing back the news of Gongshu sting. I''ll report it to the elder. But his family is busy. It''s hard to say if I can take time to meet you..."


    This said, with a trace of pride on his face.


    After all, Gongshu family and Mohist family have been fighting each other for thousands of years, which means that most aristocratic families have not had such a long history.


    Even the outside world, such as the Xie family''s heroes from the dragon, in their view, is just like a local steamed bun.


    "Brother he, how can you talk like that?"


    "After all, it''s my brother''s friend!" he said


    Then he pulled Wu Ming''s sleeve and said, "why don''t you come to ARI''s house? My house is very big. I''ll entertain one or two people. It''s OK to wait for a while!"


    "Hum!"


    Hearing this, Gongshu ho snorted coldly: "Gongshu sting is nothing, but I have some talent in making puppets. If it''s me..."


    Wu Ming was too lazy to take care of these things. At this time, his mind swept away, but he said with a smile, "don''t tell me, isn''t this coming?"


    "What''s coming?"


    He casually said half a sentence, the whole person suddenly stunned.


    Boom!


    The next moment, a huge roar sounded from Gongshu City, and a huge white Python came running quickly, with a tremendous momentum.


    Buzz!


    On both sides of the road, the eyes of all the puppets turned red in a flash. They turned around and looked straight at the three people.


    "This is..."


    He was shocked: "what happened to the puppet of the great elder''s God Python?"


    "Brother he..."


    Gongshurui was stared at by these puppets, but her face was pale: "look at these puppets, it''s a sign that the highest level of vigilance has been triggered!"


    "How is it possible... They are not set to be triggered unless they are actively called or sensed to the energy source above the level of a month?"


    He said, a pair of eyes on a glance at Wu Ming, this young man, how do not look like a man of great ability.


    But all of a sudden, he stared at a bird on Wu Ming''s shoulder: "this... What is this?"


    "Oh! I have a pet


    Wu Ming looked at these surrounded puppet guards, and his face showed a satisfied expression: "actually, there is an energy sensing mechanism. Do you feel the power of the fire of the undead bird?"


    Although he is an immortal, but under the introverted, just a public transport agency, can not find.


    But the undead is different.


    It''s natural to imagine the destructive power of a level five creature. It''s no wonder that the public loser is so close to the enemy.


    "Find the target!"


    Brush la la!


    With the sound of machinery, the next moment, many puppets raise their swords at the same time, white Python and other birds and beasts of prey puppets also come roaring, and the eyes of huge searchlight stare at the bird on Wu Ming''s shoulder, as well as the public loser.


    "What''s the public loss? What did you bring in? How can the fire energy be so amazing? My sky monitor is about to blow up... "


    From a white tiger puppet, there came a angry voice.


    "Second grandfather..."


    Public loser he a pair of scared cry expression: "no ah... Only one person, there is a bird!"


    "Chirp!"


    Seems to be locked by many, undead birds dissatisfied with the song, fly to the mid air, wings suddenly open.


    Bear!


    The golden blue flame overflows, as if forming the corona of the sun, and in the center of the flame, a giant bird of flame is singing, and the terrible wave overflows.


    "What a terrible bird!"


    "What kind of demon bird is this? I''m afraid it''s comparable to Dixian, right? Is it the rosefinch


    A few puppets were facing the enemy, and their dignified voice came out.


    "Well, fire! Don''t make a fool of yourself


    Wu Ming scolded, the undead bird immediately fell down, turned into a purple bird without any sense of existence, and stopped on his shoulder.


    "I''m Wu Ming. This is my spirit bird. I''ve been impolite for a while. Please don''t blame me!"


    With a sincere smile on his face, he arched his hand slightly.


    "It''s comparable to the spirit bird of the earth immortal. Who is this man?"


    Next to the public lose he is scared silly, can''t move for a long time.


    "It''s Mr. Wu Ming!"


    Tongtian white Python spits out a letter and steps down from it. He is eight feet tall, purple in color, and has a mechanical light in one eye. He is an artificial eye made of metal, flashing light. He is looking at Wu Ming quickly.


    "I''m the elder of Gongshu family. Gongshu is proud. I don''t know what happened when he came here?"


    Gongshu Ao is the head of the family. I''m sorry to argue with a bird, but I glared at Gongshu he. Obviously, I don''t like the younger generation who made this Wulong. I still have an account to settle after I go back.


    He is willing to cry without tears in public defeat. He has lost his temper to this disaster.


    "I''ve been entrusted by someone to deliver a message about my old friend. Besides, I want to ask the Gongshu family to help me!"


    Wu Ming comes to the point.


    "This..."


    To ask the public losers to help means that there is at least one foundation, and it is not small.


    Rao is a public loser, so he must be cautious. He can''t refuse. He immediately said, "please come to the city to serve tea. Let''s talk about it in detail!"


    "Thank you very much."


    Wu Ming smiles a little and sits on a centipede puppet without any consideration. This magnanimous demeanor makes the eyes of the parents around him shine.


    ……


    A moment later, a large house full of various semi-finished puppets, similar to the residence of craftsmen.


    "This is Tongming tea cultivated by our losers. You may as well try it!"


    In the middle of the hall, a few parents of Gongshu, with dignified faces, accompany each other while Gongshu is proud. They clap their hands with a smile. An official comes forward holding a tray with two lively teas inside.


    "It''s really good, not inferior to the Lingcha produced in Dongtian..."


    Wu Ming opened the mist, took a sip, and immediately praised it.


    "It turns out that the young master also knows that the cave is blessed..."


    As soon as Gongshu''s eyes brightened, another member of Gongshu''s family quickly stepped forward and whispered in his ear. His face changed and he stood up again to salute: "it turns out that you are here for Wuzhen!"


    Although Wu Ming didn''t hide it, he found the news so soon after he gave his name. It was enough to show that the public losers were always concerned about the world, which made Wu Ming more confident.


    "Not really. When I was traveling, I once met a disciple of Gongshu family, named Gongshu sting..."


    He moved out his previous words and handed over a storage bag: "after brother Gongshu died, ask me to take these relics back to..."


    There are all things he doesn''t look up to, and the course of things, the public character of stung, and the secret words left behind are not false, which is enough to confuse fish with fish.


    "Mr. Gao Yi, thank you for your honor!"


    Gongshu Ao took it and looked at it slightly. His face was moved. It was obvious that Gongshu''s accomplishments in puppet art were beyond his expectation. He immediately ordered someone to take down the storage bag and keep it.


    After all, it''s just a stepping stone. Neither side pays much attention.


    "It''s just a matter of raising a hand. But Wuzhen sincerely invites the elite of the public losers. I don''t know how the elder will reply?"


    In the middle of Wu Ming''s smile, a faint breath came out of his body and turned into a scene of blessed land. The astonishing pressure made the elders of the public losers stand up in a flash. Some of them directly showed their mechanical arms and made defensive gestures.


    "Earthly immortal Dharma Realm!"


    Gongshu aoyi''s eyes glowed: "you are already an immortal! Sure enough, the man who can take in the spirit birds will not be a nobody


    He seemed to be moved and shook his head: "since you are the God of the earth, no wonder Wuzhen is going to marry you. If she is not a woman, it would be a good story that Yuqing met a real dragon 300 years ago."


    The implication is that Wu pheasant is not very good.


    "Ha ha... The fate is unpredictable. Who can really understand it?"


    Wu Ming laughs a few: "big elder has not heard my condition, not busy to refuse first!"


    "Oh? Please say


    Gongshu shows great interest in his arrogant eyes. Obviously, he doesn''t think that the other party has any conditions to move himself and the elders of the whole hall.


    "First of all, if you come here, you will be treated as guests of honor. In addition, the funds are independent. As long as you complete our ordnance task, you can make your own decisions about the rest of the funds..."


    Wu Ming said softly.


    "What else?"


    This is normal. Gongshuao obviously doesn''t think that Wu Ming will only offer this.


    "And..."


    Wu Ming said with a smile: "I''ve always heard about the way of the world''s organs, led by Mohist and public experts. I don''t know if it''s right?"


    "Well! Mohism is just a fool! "


    Gongshu snorted coldly, but there was no direct refutation.


    "In ancient times, the highest achievements of the art of mechanism were the chapter of heavenly work and the volume of uncanny workmanship. The elder Gongshu inherited the vein of heavenly work and the volume of uncanny workmanship, right?"


    Wu Ming said: "please look at this again..."


    With a confident smile in his mouth, he pushed a wooden box straight past.


    "This is..."


    Gongshuao opened it and saw that there were several manuscripts, which were full of small characters and pictures. They were exquisite and meticulous.


    Just one eye, his eyes could not be moved away: "this seems to be... Uncanny work roll!"


    "What? Let me see! "


    As a result, the parents couldn''t sit still and quickly gathered around.